About

Welcome! My name is Bruce Goodman.

When I was born my parents ran a pub in the provincial New Zealand town of Whanganui. Since then, I’ve moved house 35 times (I think)!

I was a teacher of Music, English, Drama, and Religion for about 30 years. Part of my life has been spent in North America – a lasting and wonderful influence. I have written over 60 plays and directed lots of theatre. My last job (in my dotage) was to be the librarian at an isolated country school with “students” aged 4 to 18. I loved it!

These days I live just out of Stratford (a little town that sticks out in a bump half way up to the right of New Zealand’s North Island). I’m next to a volcano that hasn’t erupted since 1755 or something.  Although retired (and retiring), I help out at times by formatting chemical safety documents prior to their being translated into numerous languages. I also teach piano to anyone who is talented but can’t afford a teacher as good as me!

I am interested in gardening, playing keyboard music, learning and creating computer stuff, writing, cooking (not very good at it – they call me “the master of the bland”), making pickles (chutneys, sauces, jams, jellies, preserves, that sort of thing), photography…

Below are some pictures to prove that pigeons can age one dramatically.

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15 thoughts on “About

  1. umashankar

    Bruce, you are a bend in the monotonous expanse of the time-space continuum. Lives don’t get as picturesque (or picaresque?) as that anymore. You are the last of the Huckleberry Finns. And yet, you have the staying power of an Everest.

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    1. Bruce Goodman Post author

      You have me giggling in my abode, thank you! Sometimes I think you, me, and a couple of others, are the only ones on WordPress? Anyway – Everest is slowly sinking into the sea (I think). Thanks again for the comment – I giggle graciously, nervously, and appreciatively!

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      1. umashankar

        I may be wrong Bruce, but just about everything on WordPress is busy publishing a book, or at least purporting to do that. The next two books I am planning to swim through are Second-Hand Time and A Passing Shower. You can trust me on that as surely as the sinking of Everest.

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      1. umashankar

        I am getting tangled with the characters. Mercifully, Yvonne keeps pruning them ruthlessly (except the time she made a Lazarus of Vivienne). It’s been a cruel story so far.

        That windy poem reminds me of the abysmal hopelessness of attempting to translate poems complete with the nuances of a language and consciousness seeped in the notions and the culture, add to that the syntactic impossibilities. Since you might not read the original, just let me know how phony it sounds. 🙂

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        1. Bruce Goodman Post author

          It doesn’t sound phony – but I shall look at that. There is one word I thought was “wrong-phoney” but I shall review all in greater detail once I have finished cooking the dinner! The post-modern novel you’re reading is intentionally confusing – which is perhaps its Achilles’ Heel – sort of scrambled eggs. Hopefully, getting muddled doesn’t matter in the long run!

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  2. umashankar

    I trust the structure of the novel mirrors the lifelong flux and uncertainty souping up Yvonne’s mind. But it may be too early to say that. Thanks for busting the phoney thing! 😊

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